The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years

was caught up in inferiority at that age, and if he couldn't break out of It, he would never break down the wall of 7th class.

Like Nebro, the 6th class dark magician, now a Lich.

“Besides, are you alright?”

“What?”

“Student teacher.
Teaching isn’t easy.
And you are the same age as the students who will enter.”

“What about it?”

“There must be quite a few who don’t like the young lord.”

One enters the academy at 8 and graduates at 20, but not all stay till 20.

Due to the nature of magicians, there are a lot who skip and some graduate early too.
Those who graduate at 20 are those with normal skills, but Jamie knew that such ones suffer from inferiority and ruin their lives.

And what would the reaction be if an 8 year old was teaching them?

‘I can’t comfort the kid.’

No matter how young he was, Jamie was a 6th class magician.

And kids wouldn’t be able to overpower Jamie because of their difference in skills.
But Siegfried knew that bullying isn't just about crushing people with force.

Because he experienced it himself.

‘Still, maybe he can.’

Compared to his own childhood, Jamie was a monster in many ways.

It was likely that his worries would be meaningless.
But there was one thing.

“If anything happens let me know.
I am the head of the academy who will be teaching.”

“The head who doesn’t even know the date of his academy’s entrance ceremony?”

“Cough!”

Siegfried coughed at that.

“Anyway, you have one month, if anything happens, come to me right away.”

“Alright.
Don’t worry.”

Jamie knew what Siegfried was worried about.

Magicians were narcissistic and were humans who enjoyed hurting others.
And he knew what it meant to teach at the age of 8.

‘This is the magic of it all.’

A teacher in an academy.

He raised disciples in his previous life.
And thought no one lived, he wasn’t lacking in his teaching skills.

-Teacher… sorry.
I couldn’t let it go.

-Teacher, please do not forgive us.

When he thought of the past, his mouth turned bitter.

‘After that, I swore to never take in any disciples.’

Only a month, so they couldn’t be called as disciples, but he would have to teach.

‘Teach magic…’

He had no intention of teaching anyone.

And the past only strengthened his belief.
Jamie got up silently.

“Young lord?”

“I am tired.
Where am I going to stay?”

“… follow me.”

Siegfried didn’t ask anymore.
And Jamie just followed him appreciating the consideration.

“Sigh…”

Ann sighed as she lay on her bunk bed.
What happened still haunted her.

‘That boy was Jamie Welton… what should I do?!’

She mistook him for a freshman and took him to the academy too.

People couldn’t not know Jamie Welton even if they wanted to.
The greatest talent, the Saint of Pyro, and the heir to the Welton family.
They weren't unusual titles.

In addition, the emerald hair and eyes which were the family’s hallmark!

It was rude to not recognize it.

“Uhh…”

What did he think when she did that?

And why didn’t he tell her? Obviously because of how she didn’t give him time.

‘… I talk so much!’

Now that she thought, she cut in each time Jamie tried to speak.

It was weird that she noticed it only now.
Covering her eyes, Ann sighed.

“What happened? Why are you sighing?”

It was Becky, her roommate who was studying.

“S-sorry.
I was noisy.”

“Forget the noise.
What is with you? If you have concerns, tell me.”

Becky proudly tapped her chest.
They were the same age.

Ann sighed as she looked up.

“That…”

She told what happened, and Becky who heard it shouted.

“J-J-Mr.
Jamie came here?”

“… what is with the Mr.?”

“Oh my.
Jamie…!”

Becky didn’t listen and kept saying his name.

“Yah! You said you would listen to my concerns.”

Ann threw her pillow.
And the situation calmed.

“So it was like that.
Not only did you not recognize him, but also mistook him for a freshman and dragged him here.”

“Yes…”

“If it was me, I would be hiding in a hole somewhere.”

“Unfortunately, there are no holes here.”

Becky clicked her tongue.

“What to do? Next time you come across Mr.
Jamie, just apologize.”

“You think so?”

“Yes.”

“But why are you calling him Mr.?”

“You don’t know? He is a star.
Star!”

“… star?”

“I see.
You study each day and watch only Mr.
Siegfried so you don’t know the trend.”

“W-what about T-teacher Siegfried?!”

“He doesn’t accept disciples, so enough with the teacher! But by the way, do you know about Apophis X?”

Ann frowned at the change in topic.

“What now?”

“Do you know it or not?”

“It is a nutritional supplement advertised these days.”

“That works.”

“So it isn’t a supplement?”

“I thought so too, you know Ivan in the next class?”

“Yes.
Isn’t he the one who gets depressed every day but doesn't get results?”

If one looked at the amount of time one studied, then he would get first place.

“He studied while drinking it from the beginning of winter and his grades jumped up.”

“Ah!”

“So I bought two bottles of it~”

Becky held out the two bottles and shook them.

“Want one?”

Becky held out one bottle but Ann shook her head.

“I don’t need such thing~”

“Tch.
This is why I hate such people.”

“I am hungry.
Should we go out?”

“Nice!”

The two left their dorms without telling anyone.

And so, the new semester had begun.